As soon as he saw Li Bai, Zhao Aiguo, the tavern manager who was sitting at the bar, hurriedly took the initiative to report.

"BOSS, that Liu Fumei has been sent away."

This is a task assigned by the boss Li Bai himself, and his wife, Alisha, is responsible for escorting it.

In front of the "Apostle" senior warrior with an extremely powerful combat power of individual soldiers, a weak woman could not make any waves at all. She was thrown onto the passenger plane like a little chick without resistance. The whole process was not difficult at all, so naturally it was done properly.

Until Eliza watched the international flight take off successfully, she left the airport.

"Oh, nothing is wrong. I'll have a meal and I'll post a task by the way!"

Li Bai naturally had to do the work given by his girlfriend properly.

Somalia is not far from Pakistan in a straight line, and for well-informed people, there are some ways to go.

"Okay, boss, I'll register right away."

Zhao Aiguo threw down his work, came to the computer responsible for the task release, verified his fingerprint, entered the password, and entered the task management system.

This is an application software based on an independent operating system platform. It is completely unconnected to the outside world. Even if there are hackers, they have to helplessly. Even if they have the opportunity to establish a physical connection, they will find that the network rules and system interface rules are completely ineffective, and are not a common system ecosystem at all.

A guy in the tavern specializes in the communication of tasks and related information analysis came into being. Although he couldn't make much money in a single transaction, he couldn't stand enough such work. He spent some time to gather sand to form a tower, and the total accumulated income was still considerable.

People with strong eyes can always find a new job, just a mouthful of full rice.

"Someone stole important items from the ruins of the dead hill near Larkana County, Sindh Province in southern Pakistan. The situation needs to be checked and the bounty..." Li Bai glanced at the LED electronic screen in the direction of the door and continued: "Set a hundred thousand dollars first!"

I didn't want to get something, nor did I plan to take anyone's life. It was just to verify some information. In addition, the level 7 mission itself was not so urgent, so the target of 100,000 US dollars was very appropriate. All problems that could be solved with money were not a problem, let alone Li Bai was not short of money.

Most importantly, this was released by the Tavern BOSS himself.

Even if there is not a big son, some people are eager to find out what happened to Death Hill for him.

There are no airtight walls in this world, and there are no hidden secrets.

As long as you wait for the task to spread, the relevant information will follow various channels, and Li Bai will be able to get what he wants.

The task of $100,000 was immediately put on the LED electronic screen, which attracted a lot of attention.

Someone saw Li Bai in front of the bar, and there was no one else, so he immediately guessed something.

Hula, the four computers used to query the task were immediately surrounded by people. The battle ended at the beginning, and everyone was honestly lined up.

As Li Bai and Zhao Aiguo expected, some people are willing to sell this face to the tavern boss. Money is not a problem, it is an important favor.

This is the biggest reason why Li Bai doesn't like to owe favors. Even if he pays money this time, he will have to give him some face.

"Li Bai!"

From Zhao Aiguo, he ordered a large piece of toast, a portion of grilled pork chop, a portion of grilled lobster, and a bowl of hot dry noodles with vegetable cores. Li Bai, who was about to deal with a supper, heard someone calling him and immediately followed the news.

An Indian with a high nose, deep eyes, yellow skin and messy curly hair sat among a group of big Russians with a fat face, with a slightly awkward expression.

Why are the big Russians? Davarich's taste is too strong. Not only Li Bai, but many Chinese people can tell at a glance.

"Who are you?"

Li Bai felt that his voice sounded familiar.

The Indian took out a metal card, shook it in his hand, and quickly put it away again.

Li Bai thought about it immediately.

Among so many people he knows, there is only one who can use this special card, that is, Wu Fusheng, an intelligence dealer who makes a living in the Indochina Peninsula.

At that time, Li Bai had a lot of dealing with this guy, both in public and private, and his reputation was pretty good, and the price was not cheap, but at least he had never cheated him.

Liuli's heart is relieved and the truth is revealed.

It was Wu Fusheng's original deity, and he appeared here as an Indian. Isn't it true that the relationship between Asan and the Russians has been tense recently?

It is not uncommon for the lonely Asan to be killed by the Russians, otherwise the same is true.

However, usually the problem is solved outside the tavern. No one wants to be on the unpopular blacklist of "Li Bai's Tavern". In the past, there were such people who didn't believe in evil. Now, the grave grass is three feet high, so it's not the turn of Zhao Aiguo and Alisha to take action. Some are enthusiastic people and causing trouble in the tavern, which is a job for everyone.

Li Bai threw the white toast into the plate of grilled pork chops, held it in his hand and walked over.

The malicious Russians immediately stood up and pretended to be nothing but dispersed. Even after walking far away, they still turned around and threatened to wipe their necks at Wu Fusheng, who was dressed as an Indian.

The face of the "Indian" was still brown, but it was impossible to see that it turned white.

After all, it is a fake skin color and cannot be synchronized with the real skin color.

Put the plate on the table and opposite the other side, Li Bai pulled the toast and wrapped a roasted rib and said, "Old Wu, are you asking me for trouble?"

If he doesn't come, this guy will most likely be dragged by the Russians into the woods outside the tavern, and then... it's at this critical moment. It's no big difference whether he recognizes the wrong person.

“…”

The "Indian" almost jumped up on the spot, but he still leaned back and stared at Li Bai tightly, and said in a speechless manner: "You, you, you... how did you know?"

No one can know Wu Fusheng, who is known as the Thousand Faces Man, and even his confidant subordinates still can't figure it out. They even think that several people take turns playing the role of "Wu Fusheng".

This is the killer move she relies on to ensure her safety, but she never thought that she would be discovered. She could see through it without warning.

Li Bai pointed to his eyes and said vaguely: "Looking at my eyes, this is the eye of truth. No matter how clever the disguise is, it cannot be concealed."

Toast and grilled pork chops, fragrant! ~

He likes the most a mixture of Chinese, Western, and Western, and the way to eat as he pleases.

The so-called portal view, ahhhh!

What Li Da Demon does the most is to destroy the whole family.

"You are really good at joking!"

Wu Fusheng's tone was still trembling, obviously afraid.

While eating the toast wrapped grilled pork chops on his hand, Li Bai said, "Okay, I won't scare you anymore, what's wrong?"
Chapter completed!